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"We'll be having dinner with the Rosalba family this evening," Fabrizio said, He didn't look up from his food, his focus entirely on the plate in front of him.

Alessandro said nothing, his body tensed and rigid with anger. Without a word, he rose from his seat and walked away

"Don't you think Alessandro is being rude?" Maria asked, her eyes fixed on Fabrizio's face.

"Hmm," Luca said, pushing his plate away. "I think I've lost my appetite."

"That reminds me, Luca," Fabrizio said. "What have you been up to lately?"

"Nothing much," Luca said. "Just the usual, I guess."

"I found out that you haven't been to the office lately," Fabrizio said

"I told you that I don't have any interest in the company,I just..."

"Shut up," Fabrizio snapped, cutting him off. "You're a Perez. You can't be just a waiter. It's better if you cancel your application letter."

Luca's jaw clenched, his hands balling into fists. He took a deep breath, trying to keep his temper under control.

"I'm sorry, but I can't cancel my application letter,This is what I want to do, and I'm going to do it."

"You dare defy me?" Fabrizio said, "You dare go against your own father?"

Luca stood his ground, meeting Fabrizio's gaze head on. "I'm sorry, but I have to do what's right for me,"

"Lucaaaaa," Fabrizio said.
But Luca didn't respond, merely turning his back and walking away.

"Luca, come back here!" Fabrizio yelled,

But Luca was already gone, the door swinging shut behind him.

"You see what I mean?" Maria said"Those children are something else."

"At least they're not as weak as your good-for-nothing son," Fabrizio said, his eyes fixed on Matteo, who sat at the table, eating his food.

Matteo's face turned red, his hands trembling as he clutched his fork.

"I'm ashamed to call you my son," Fabrizio said, Then, without another word, he turned and stormed out of the room.

"And you still have the nerve to sit there and eat?"

"Mum,I'm trying my best."

"Your best isn't good enough," Maria snapped. "Don't you realize that if Alessandro gets married before you, he's going to rule over the empires? You'll be nothing but a spare, just like your father."

★★★

Alessandro paced back and forth on the balcony, smoking incessantly, his expression dark and brooding. His hands were shaking, and his jaw was clenched tight.

"You sent for me, Boss?" a voice said from behind him.
Alessandro turned to see , Michele, standing in the doorway.

"Yes," he said. "Look at this woman."

He handed Michele a photograph. "I you need to find her"

Michele studied the photo carefully."Who is she?"

Alessandro's eyes flashed. "You don't have the right to ask me that ,And it's your job to do what I say, without question."

"Yes, Boss," he said"I'll do as you say."

Alessandro nodded, his expression unreadable. He turned back to the balcony, his gaze fixed on the horizon.
★★★

"You mean you're meeting Alessandro's family tonight?" Lucia asked,

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